People on the street began to close their stalls.

They are quick and fast.

The bustling streets almost in the blink of an eye are left with only twos and threes of pedestrians.

When night fell, the residents had all closed their doors and windows.

The candle in the lamp holder's hand was lit at the same time, and everything seemed so abnormal.

However, a little orange candlelight became the only spot of light in the night.

"Nangong, look at them."

The three players who stole the steamed buns stood stiffly in place.

Their faces were blue and white, their eyes were wide open, and their mouths opened uncomfortably, as if choked by steamed buns.

Then all fell to the ground with a "bang".

His body twitched, his fingers twisted and deformed, and his expression was very painful, as if he was enduring great torture.

The steamed buns vomited from their mouths fell to the ground and turned into strips of white maggots.

The plump white maggot twisted its body and crawled to the ground along the player's face and neck.

There are more and more dense, looking at people scalp numb, goose bumps all over.

"what!"

"Fuck!"

There was a scream from the side.

It turned out that several players walked up the street on the right.

They were shocked to see this scene.

Within a few seconds, several players couldn't help bending down, retching disgustingly with their hands on their knees.

He Yu took a deep breath and pulled Qianxia's hind legs again and again, "I'll go! This is so terrible."

Qian Xia's face is pale, is this the end of theft?

She suddenly looked at the girl beside her, "Nangong, how are you? Is there anything uncomfortable?"

He Yu was also nervous, "Little girl, is your body okay."

"It's okay."

Nangongnan said: "You two do what I just said, hurry up, use the rewards you can use in times of crisis, don't keep them."

Qian Xia said: "I don't worry about you, let's go together."

Nangongnan said, "We will act separately, He Yu, you can quickly take Qianxia and leave."

He Yu looked at Nangong South deeply, and he seemed to see something at that glance.

He said take care, grabbed Qian Xia's wrist and ran to the old lady's house.

"Nangong."

Nangongnan gave her a okay look.

The girl closed her eyes, supporting the two of them, her legs softened weakly, and she leaned weakly against the stone lamp holder.

She was breathing quickly, and her eyes began to dizzy, and the house twisted into a whirlpool shape.

Fortunately, the consciousness was still there, she shook her head vigorously.

Trying to make yourself sober.

The three players who stole the steamed buns have lost their lives, and their deaths are terrible and terrible.

Dense white maggots kept crawling down from them.

The players screamed, and hearing their voices, the maggots crawled faster.

Looking for the sound, he climbed onto the feet of the front player unexpectedly.

The player hurriedly kicked, trying to shake the maggots down.

But that thing is very sticky and doesn't move at all.

The player caught it with his hands anxiously, but was bitten.

Soon, the wound turned blue and then spread...

In just a few seconds, his wounds were aging rapidly, and his skin lost its luster, just like an old man with dry bones.

When Nangongnan looked over, only a stiff corpse was seen.

The players turned pale in fright and screamed subconsciously, but they covered their mouths in time when the voice was uttered.

Because these white maggots are very sensitive to sound.

Their hind legs slowly—

The candlelight was dim, but the white maggots were very obvious, and their bodies glowed white.

The crawling sound is not very obvious, but it is like a fierce beast waiting for an opportunity in the dark, which makes people fearful.

Nangongnan gasped weakly and slipped to the ground weakly.

A maggot crawled to her side, followed her fingers up, paused when it touched the petal bracelet on the wrist, and then changed direction and crawled away.

Nangongnan didn't see this scene, she was in a trance, and the scene in front of her was completely distorted.

Suddenly a white touch appeared in his sight, it was Yun Changsha.

The white flowing clouds spread all over the sky, dancing lightly like a ghost.

There was a gust of wind, and if there was no resentment and misty ghost moan in the ear, just like the background music in a thriller movie.

The voice became sharper and louder, making Nangongnan a headache. She closed her eyes.

The screams of the ghostly players disappeared.

The wisps of night wind blew past her ears, her neck shrank uncontrollably, and the coldness of the cold came out of her pores.

"Little girl, little girl, are you asleep?"

Nangongnan opened his eyes.

In his sight was a scholar wearing a cyan robe and a cloth scarf, with a lamp in his hand.

Nangongnan's gaze swept the surrounding area, and the streets and houses disappeared. She was in a lonely field with thousands of graves, and there was a lot of grass, and she was the only player.

And also can't feel the breath of the gods.

The girl turned her gaze back to the scholar, thinking calmly that she had entered the illusion.

"Little girl?"

The scholar moved the lamp forward, his white face full of worry, "Are you okay."

Nangongnan looked at her surroundings helplessly, her small face turned pale, her slender fingers nervously grasping the weeds beside her.

"My son, my son, why am I here?"

When asked these few words, the little girl panicked and frightened, her eyes overflowed with crystals.

The scholar quickly comforted her, "Don't be afraid, it's probably a prank by some mischievous lone soul, don't be afraid."

The little girl almost fainted when she heard the word lonely soul, her face was pale and beautiful.

She grabbed the scholar by the sleeve, and said in a slender voice: "Gong, son, is what you said is true? There is really a ghost here?"

"do not be afraid."

The scholar comforted her gently, "The ghost is just joking with you. This is not suitable for living people to spend the night. Let me take you to my house."

"Thank you son..."

The grass was swaying, the night breeze was weird, and there was a bit of light in the view of the tomb, which was the candle in the hands of the lantern bearer.

The candlelight was extinguished in the night breeze, and there were not many lamp holders, only ten.

Standing in front of a cypress tree, it does not seem to be placed randomly, but rather like a certain formation.

When they passed by the blue-black Lantern Bearer, Nangongnan felt a clear fierce aura, and also a kind of coldness.

Even the heart can't help but speed up.

The girl's eyebrows were silent, and when she glanced over the stone sculpture, she was already thinking in her mind.

Within a few seconds, her legs began to weaken, she retracted her gaze to calm down, and looked over again.

The scalp numb suddenly.

Big eyes like stone sculptures and bronze bells broke into the line of sight. Those eyes were not like lifeless stone sculptures, they were evil and weird.

Even the expression seems to have changed, different from what I saw at the beginning.

Nangongnan is not afraid, but observes carefully.

There was a sudden tingling in her eyes, and she slammed her eyes.

After being invisible, his hearing was extremely sensitive, and the night breeze was blowing, leaving a string of cold icicles when he swept across the skin.